Maybe because there's too much to do, too much flying around. I'm actually pretty happy these days. The San-Francisco-and-other-parts-of-California-trip was great! Jr and I both had our things to do, people to see-- and didn't actually honeymoon all that much. But we had a great time. Futurescope-wise, an amazingly productive trip. I just need to keep that momentum going.
It's my last day in Tokyo. I'm with Natalia to visit Anjeli. It's been a lot of fun--with a huge sense of being exactly as we have always been and will always be. But just in a different city. Oh, and getting older so we have only been able to pull off one one-nighter club at a place called Womb which was pretty awesome. Good drum n bass. And, oh the eye candy!
The Japan of my imagination has been filtered by Yukio Mishima, Hayao Miyazaki and Akira Kurosawa. I have been walking around the city half-hoping for a sudden world shift, waiting for the buses to turn into enormous cats and the people to get cute and furry. Instead, there are the eclecticly-dressed crowd of Shibuya, the cosplay Lolitas around the Meiji shrine and the well-heeled drabness of Ruppongi. My impression of Tokyo has radically changed from the hotel rooms and conference halls from 2005. I'm sure if I ever travel back this way and spend even more time, it will change again.
Guided by no plan and only by instinct, we've blundered our way through cafés and restos, funky boutiques and shopping districts. We've torn at our hair and beat at our breasts outside great clubs that have prospered for years but seemingly closed down especially for us. We found great bars at random in unlikely places. We've lounged on crumpled pages of The Japan Times in the park, talking about life and sustaining each other with a lot of tea and sympathy.
The best part was our fearless forecasting about five years from now. Natalia will be in Indonesia or somewhere in Southeast Asia, running her own NGO. Working on community projects with kids. She'll have three beautiful kids of her own. We've plotted out how S's amazing bar business will bust and boom. They may live apart for the first year or so because Natalia's career will take her out of Singapore, but S will think, fuck it, pack up and go to be with her.
Anjeli will be a famous artist/designer/theater person in Berlin, after a torrid but painful affair with a musician in New York. She'll be alone for a while, until she meets Hans in a bookstore. Hans is a housing contractor, ship-builder or plumber, and a self-taught philosopher as well. He will be possibly divorced with a kid; but will definitely be a lot older and they will fall in love deeply but at a sedate, unhurried pace.
With me, there was nothing much left to imagination. Grad school, US, Junior, Gabby. Anjeli tried to sneak in a little girl. I was surprised at how pleased I was at the fixedness of it all. Maybe I have finally settled down.
Each monkey is a placeholder until either Nat or Anjeli uploads photos from their camera!
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